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Git Yo Praize Onz

holler say what
yo yo yo
all the saint over there rise on up
git on up
everybody else where
git on up hold them arms, hand and eyes up toward the heavens
things gonna git better 
(when you)
Pray
(when you)
Praise so. . .
git yo praize onz git yo praize onz
praise up git em them feet in them shoes
hold you head up stop feelN blue
and let's dance holiness comin up on me
and I fee like rising my hands and movin my feet
to the natural beat of the spiritual son
holy rhythm got me praising God
time for us to bust a gut
and let us git up, git up and git out of this rut
singN shouting everybody rejoiceN singing and shouting
Git yo praize on
Git yo praize on
the minister and the choir all shoutN
Git yo praize on
Git yo praize on
and the children sing tra la la la la 
and the choir sing halleluiah
and the congregation sing tra la la la la
and momN them sing halleluiah
and when ya don prazing sit down and say AMEN
But maybe the sprirt won't let you rest you might want ta git up and do it again
Git yo praize onz
cut a rug stomp yo feet
dance fo the Lord move like yaw mean it
stomps kick the devil in the face
he's already defeated and it feels so great
and its good to praise the Lord
and it's Okay to sing and shout
and it's Okay to dance before God
so let's cut a rug, slide the linoleum, slip and slid on the wooden tile;
rejoice and shout dance and prance this praise thing could last a while
                                Praise RAP
YO, LET ME HOLLER @ YA CUZ WE CAN HAVE THE SAME PRAISE ONZ
I'M UP YOUR DOWN ITS TIME ITS TIME TO GO UP DOWN
GIT YA PRAISE ON, UP DOWN ALL ROUND MOONBEAMS PRESSING GALAXIES STARLIT WONDERINGS OF HEAVENLY HOSTS ANGELS ARE PRAISING WINGING THEIR WAY ON HIGH WHILE THE CARIROTS RACE BY
WITH A BET AT LEAST LET ME FOLLOW
AND NO AM NOT A DOG DON'T NEED NO COLLAR
I'M SAVED AND SANCTIFIED REBORN AND FILLED
DON'T NEED TO APOLOGY JESUS DIE FOR ME ON CALVARY HILL
AND WITH THAT ON MY PLATE
AIN'T GOT TIME TO HATE NOR RETALIATE
CIRCUMCISING, MEMERIZING, DONKEY KNOG, HONKEY TONKS
USE TA GIT HIGH AND DREUNK NOW I RAISE MY HANDS UP
(TO JESUS YA, TO THE FATHER OF ALL GOD YA)
LIFT THEM UP, PRAISE THEM UP
THROUGH FIT AND FAME LIVIN SHAME
NOW REBIRTH NEW CREATURE IN JESUS NAME, THIS IS THE FACTS DON'T WANT THAT OLD NATURE BACK
LET'S GIVE IT UP, GIVE IT UP TO THE KING JESUS
PRAISE UP, GIT EM THEM FEET IN THEM SHOES
HOLD YOUR HEAD ALL YOUS
RISE AND SHINE JUMP AND PRANCE
LEARN TO DO THE HOLY DANCE
git ya praize on
git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on
git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on
git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on
git yo praize on come on come on git on git on and come on come on
git yo praize on come on come 
git yo praize on come on come 
git yo praize on come on come 
git yo praize on come on come 
git yo praize on 


Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
Arranged music by James Edward Lee Sr. & The Corinthian
June 03 2008

from anthology "St. Luke 5:Two 6 "  2008(c)

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Mario Vitale Date: 8/19/2017 10:53:00 PM thanks it took me back to the good old days with RUN D.M.C & Grandmaster Flash with Mellie Mel. Times when old school was in progress some how we lost touch with that vibe. We need to bring thoughts like that in a form of raps and poetry. Society is drifting into a cesspool of their new swing. See I like Fetty Wap but some people don't understand them. You can't please everyone. Thanks for the compliment I really appreciate it from the heart... Poet Mario William Vitale 8/19/17 Login to Reply